We have yet to see what Buster Ballgame can do while fully healthy for a full season. He played 108 games his rookie season, then 45 games in 2011 before his injury. In 2012 Posey played 148 games, but he spent time rehabbing on the fly and shaking off the rust.

What if the real Buster Posey is the guy who hit .385 after the All-Star break? That's unlikely, but you never want to sell Buster short.

The point is, Posey is still so new that we just don't know how unreal he is.

Lynn was the AL Rookie of the Year and MVP for the Red Sox in 1975 at age 23, hitting .331 with 105 RBIs. Lynn played 15 more seasons and, aside from similar numbers in 1979, never again drove in more than 86 runs and nudged over .300 just two other times.

Sandoval, an even bigger (literally and figuratively) unknown quantity than Posey, kicked off his career hitting .345 (in 41 games), then .330, a start that projected to Cooperstown, but Panda veered off toward Palookaville. A bust? Maybe, although the real Sandoval could be the one who tore up the playoffs and World Series.

A Panda-like roller-coaster career seems unlikely for Posey, who approaches baseball like he's two badges shy of Eagle Scout.

Bank on this: Posey will catch. The Giants may prefer to park him behind the plate only 3 games out of 5, but Buster will have a say in that. He just bought himself some serious leverage.

Posey is under Giants' control through 2016, so we've got four more years to watch this guy up close, and what's scary is that he's still learning and maturing.

We all enjoy those TV commercials where Bud and his wife play the hilarious turtles who love their slow DSL Internet hookup.

But is Selig suddenly putting the pedal to the metal? Thursday, he stressed the complexity of the A's proposed move to San Jose, then added, "But we're headed for a resolution."

During the World Series, Selig said a decision on the A's move was "still on the front burner." Ah, but that's the same thing he said more than a year ago.

Would someone please hand Bud a match and show him the pilot light?

Deep thoughts, cheap shots & bon mots ...

-- Here's Jim Harbaugh's Rx for avoiding a funky ticker over the holidays: Gobble-gobble less turkey and avoid the jive giblets.

-- Vernon Davis' coaches say that he is earning his keep as a blocker and decoy, and that his pass-catching has been limited by foes ganging up on him. How come that doesn't stop the league's other elite tight ends from catching passes?

-- Ties suck in the NFL. After one overtime, let's break ties with a game of Cornhole - the tailgaters' beanbag-toss game. Every beered-up fan could dream of becoming an NFL hero.

-- Jeff Tedfordis under fire for (among other things) his team's low graduation rate. But are the numbers misleading? Seriously, players who leave early and make the NFL shouldn't count against a school's graduation rate, because those guys achieved their collegiate goal.

-- The Raiders have not contacted the 49ers about renting their new stadium. Assuming the 49ers would offer a fair price, would the Raiders really rather play in their dumpy digs? Or do the Raiders have their unpatched eye on a new stadium a few hundred miles farther south?

-- The sky-hooking Abdul-Jabbar statue is great, but on most L.A. days, you can't see above Big Fella's waist.

-- Johnson tweeted that he is "in mourning" over the Lakers' failure to sign Phil Jackson. Imagine this awkward moment at team HQ: New coach Mike D'Antonisays, "Good morning, Magic! Say, what's with the black armband?"

-- Mike D'Antoni - the only NBA coach with three first names ... Mike's brother Dan, a Lakers assistant coach, also has three first names, but two of them are "Dan." Do the D'Antoni boys have another brother named Tony?

-- Yes, I know, I wasted a lot of valuable space with the previous item.

-- Bob Melvin, weighing in on the re-signing of Bartolo Colon: "It's one thing if a guy is a bad guy, but this is a true gentleman who just made a mistake." So if Colon was a lousy tipper, say, the A's wouldn't want him?

-- Melky Cabrera, two years for $16 mil. That, friends, is a coffee-spitter.

-- Andrew Bogutis getting the Regenokine treatment, nothing more than Bogut's own blood, removed and centrifuged, then reinjected into his ankle, at about $7,400 per treatment. Let's hope Speedee Oil Change doesn't hear about this.

-- Retired WNBA star Chamique Holdsclawallegedly smashes an ex-girlfriend's car window with a baseball bat, then fires a gun into the car. So Chamique can still crash the glass and shoot.